Sleep has not touched my eyes
When the first gleam of daylight
Steals through the window-pane...
Fighting with dismal night-time thoughts
My troubled mind tosses and turns,
My heart is tormented.
My heart is tormented...
Peace be with you,
My heart, full of anguish!
Peace be with you,
My heart, full of anguish!
Peace be with you,
My heart, full of anguish!
Do you hear... do you hear the call?
The call from heaven above...
The bells ring out the Resurrection,
The bells, the bells,
The bells ringing the Resurrection
Сон не коснулся глаз моих,
А первый блеск лучей дневных
В окошко проникает…
В борьбе ночных тяжелых дум
Тревожно мечется мой ум
И сердце изнывает.
И сердце изнывает…
В борьбе ночных тяжелых дум
Все сердце изнывает.
Мир с тобою,
Сердце, полное тоскою!
Мир с тобою,
Сердце, полное тоскою!
Слышишь… Слышишь, слышишь зов?
То зов небесный…
Колокольный звон воскресный,
Колокольный, колокольный,
Колокольный звон воскресный!
«A man met Rachel, in a valley. Jacob Bowed courteously, this wanderer far from home. Flocks, raising the hot dust, could not slake their Thirst. The well was blocked with a huge stone. Jacob wrenched the stone from the well Of pure water, and the flocks drank their fill. But the heart in h...»
«And the just man trailed God’s messenger, / His huge, light shape devoured the black hill. / But uneasiness shadowed his wife and spoke to her: / ‘it’s not too late, you can look back still / / At the red towers of Sodom, the place that bore you, / The square in which you sang, th...»
«I raise my glass to a road in the forest / To those who fall on their way / To those who can't drag themselves farther / But are forced to drag on. To their bluish hard lips / To their identical faces / To their torn, frost-covered coats / To their hands without gloves To the water the...»
«In ancient days, when God cast down his gaze / Upon the newly created world, / Words could stop the sun, / Words could shatter cities. Eagles didn't spread their wings, / And stars huddled, horror-stricken, round the moon, / Whenever words, like pink flame, / Drifted through the heights...»